I felt my mom squeeze my shoulder, i felt a shiver down my back. It was at least 95 F outside but i didn't feel warm(It is 7 F right now) I hated sleepovers or more i didn't like the sleeping part. I was only going for a one night sleepover but i still didn't feel comfortable.
A yellow bus pulled up at the curb. My friend Livvy was thrilled and ran pulling my arm into the camp bus. I realized that i would be fine. (Completely wrong) We pulled away me waving to my mom who was about to walk off. I sat back in my ribbed leather seat, I can do this.
The day zoomed by, i forgot about my chills and went on with my day...
Finally it was time for bed. Everyone set up in the gymnastic cabin(More of a gym but looks like a cabin on the outside) The floor was hard and cold. I started to feel that queesy feeling you get when your scared. One of the counselors set up a movie; Heavyweights. I lost my chills and watched the movie with the 150 other kids in the room. It was alright but i didn't love it. The movie ended and all the lights went out. I felt my stomach go inside out. I started to sweat but i felt freezing. I had to tell someone. I stood up, searching for a counselor in the sea of blankets. Finally i spotted one. "I don't feel very good. Can i call my mom?" "No go back to bed." A counselor grumbled. I felt tears welling in my eye. "No i feel sick." I insisted. "Its to late they won't be up." She whispered. "I really son't feel good." A tear had rolled down my cheek luckily it was to dark to notice. "Fine." The teenager got up and we made our way over the kids. It was very hard to not step on then. I felt scared. I wanted to screen and just be home. A lump was forming in my throat. I was starting to really feel sick.
When we got to the small kitchen she handed me some crackers. "These might help." At that time i then realized she wasn't going to call my mom. Nooooooooooooo!!!! I started to feel nauseous. No she can't do this no i won't have it. There were a few other counselors in there. It looked like some of them were gambling. Gambling? In front of kids, at camps? Oh well... "You should lay down i will let you sleep on the counselors mat. (A more comfortable mat for counselors only.) "Thank you." I gulped, i had to get home.
After three hours of trying to sleep and hearing some counselors having sex and making out in the back round, i felt a weird feeling. I had to throw up, I was sick not just home sick. I stood up and started leaping over children. I felt like i couldn't go any further. I stopped and let it all out. I realized then that i had just puked on the ground next to my friends head! A little was even on his face! GOOOOOOODDDD!!!!! I cried to the heavens WHY?! I had to clean it up some how. I woke up one of the counselors and he helped me clean it up. I didn't have the nerve to be embarrassed because i felt to home sick. They. Still. Didn't. Let. Me. Go. HOME!!! I was sick! Why wouldn't the assholes just give up and call my mom?
I couldn't sleep the rest of the night. I just tossed and turned till sun filled the room and the first few kids opened there eyes. To my horror i noticed some throw up was still on the floor. And then i heard a scream "Grows what is this? OMG Its so sticky." A Girl had stepped in it... I then started to feel my face get hot. Oh no! "I bet Isaac did it! I saw him get up!" She yelled. Hmmmm... Should i admit it? I decided at that moment no. (I really shouldn't have that was rude) I let Isaac take the fall. Later it turned out he had thrown up so i wasn't alone. I felt like everything would be alright.
2 years later...
"Hey Lulu um remember that night at camp?" My friend, nameless for right now asked over dinner. "Um yeah why?" "Did you throw up on me?" "Maybe... Yeah" His older brother and mom started to laugh. "Yep i did." I chuckled. "I felt like i saw you at night standing by me." He said smiling." I wasn't embarrassed. I felt like a tiny pebble was lifted off of me. Its not like i had felt guilty but i didn't feel great for letting Isaac take the fall. I never went back to that camp...
SO i hope you got something out of this story or not.
Goodnight - Lulu